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letra de or what (sped up) - nle choppa, 41 & kyle richh

[intro: kyle richh & nle choppa]
(emrld)
f-ck
b-tch, is we f-ckin’ or what? (d-mn)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
let me nut on your b-tt (d-mn)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
f-ck

[verse 1: kyle richh]
is we f-ckin’ tonight?
toes right and her p-ssy is tight
like, she ride my d-ck like a bike
like, i beat the p-ssy like fight night
scary movie, she wanna record it, we watch it again like the hot ice
baby, you know you my type, type

[verse 2: jenn carter, kyle richh & nle choppa]
feel like freddy, together for five nights
she in love through the dash like a hyphen
can’t spend no time with these b-tches, i’m timeless
said she sick of me, she caught the itis
i feel like trav’, in this room, i’m the highest
we could lay up and look at the starlights
if she not f-ckin’, she gotta get depart, like (it’s carter, d-ckhead)
girl, we been huggin’ and cuddlin’ all night
is we f-ckin’ or what? (grrah, bang)
[verse 3: tata, tata & nle choppa]
pretty, but she hard to solve like a riddle
yeah, once i touch it, it jiggle
if we get drunk enough, we could kiss
is we f-ckin’? i’m not tryna see what them hips do
yeah, brown skin joint with a dimple
light skin, she like, “i buy it, it’s simple”
12 a.m., after dark, i’m a sl-t
don’t got time for no games, is we f-ckin’ or what?

[chorus: kyle rich & nle choppa]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
let me nut on your b-tt
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (phew)

[verse 4: nle choppa]
is we f-ckin’ or not?
i got a whole ‘nother ho in the spot (phew)
i’m tryna tie that b-tch up like a knot (knot)
she thick like o’s in a pot
she wanna f-ck at the ritz
she know that i’m rich
but really ain’t throwin’ no fits
but she throw it back on that d-ck
throw up on it like you sick
don’t tell n0body
think i’m in love with a ratchet
two seats when we ride in traffic
twin g-locks, we matchin’
she don’t know her dad, but she call me, “daddy”
she want a thug, she need some love, she wanna get off them drugs
when you take this pink pill, bae, is we f-ckin’ or what? (ooh)
[bridge: nle choppa & kyle richh]
if i was a bad b-tch (ooh)
if i was a ratchet (let me nut on your b-tt, ooh)
if i was a bad b-tch
i’d wanna f-ck me too
yes, i love pills and percocets, yes, yes (let’s go)
i— i love pills and percocets, yes, let’s f-ck (let’s go, let’s go, yeah)

[chorus: kyle richh & nle choppa]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
let me nut on your b-tt (let’s f-ck)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (let’s f-ck)

- nle choppa 41 kyle richh

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